The car's on fire and there's no driver at the wheel
And the sewers are all muddied with a thousand lonely suicides
And a dark wind blows
The government is corrupt
And we're on so many drugs
With the radio on and the curtains drawnWe're trapped in the belly of this horrible machine
And the machine is bleeding to deathThe sun has fallen down
And the billboards are all leering
And the flags are all dead at the top of their polesIt went like thisThe buildings tumbled in on themselves
Mothers clutching babies picked through the rubble
And pulled out their hairThe skyline was beautiful on fire
All twisted metal stretching upwards
Everything washed in a thin orange hazeI said: Kiss me, you're beautiful
These are truly the last daysYou grabbed my hand and we fell into it
Like a daydream or a feverWe woke up one morning and fell a little further down
For sure it's the valley of deathI open up my wallet
And it's full of blood
Sabe de quem é a composição? Envie pra gente.
